Clarissa Wild's Blog

Clarissa Wild's Blog

Erotic Romance writer Clarissa Wild shares her titillating stories and thoughts!

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

New Release!! Ultimate Sin, a Standalone by Clarissa Wild




Title: Ultimate Sin
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance/Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: January 26, 2016



Blurb

Rule #1: Never disobey master’s commands.
Rule #2: Always strive to please your master.
Rule #3: Don’t ever kill your master.


Breaking the rules is the ultimate sin.

All I am is a servant. Rules like these keep me alive. They’re all I’ve ever known.
Until him.
My new master: Marcus Knight, the charismatic and ambitious leader of an underground empire.
A man with a history he vows to destroy.
With his newfound ownership over me, he seeks to atone for his crimes … and to satisfy his wicked needs.
With love, he shows me what it means to belong to him … and it makes me question everything.
I don’t know why he chose me, but it feels too good to be true.
And it is.


Because I’m going to break all the rules.






Purchase Links







Excerpt

I take a fistful of her hair and pull her closer, wanting to lick every inch of her mouth. Her taste is intoxicating and makes me want to do sinful things to her body. My cock is already painfully hard, nudging against my pants, practically begging to be taken out and played with.

I’ve wanted this since I first laid eyes on her. It’s so fucking bad, but I can’t get enough of the way she looks at me with those innocent eyes. She’s a vixen, and she knows it. She spins us all around her little finger, and I love it.

Marcus stands behind her, grabbing her waist, only to push her closer to me. He kisses her shoulder, neck, and back as I kiss her. Between us, she smolders with heat and desire that’s impossible to ignore.

I let my hands roam freely over her body, squeezing her tits and tugging her nipples until she squirms and moans into my mouth. I smile against her lips and continue to kiss her, knowing that my touch drives her crazy. I know how to please a woman. I’ve been taught for so long, I could never forget.

But fuck me, is this something else.

We’re kissing her both, sandwiching her between us like some sex-crazed cavemen.

“Show her how much you want her,” Marcus growls, setting his teeth into her skin.

She gasps as he leaves a gentle bite mark, and I take her nipple into my mouth and suck hard, then nibble a little, setting her skin on fire.

She moans out loud, and I return to her face to capture the sound.

“Yes, make those sounds, Ava. Show us how much you want us too,” Marcus growls.

He slides his hand between her legs as I kiss her, and I can tell from the way she’s panting into my mouth that he’s flicking her clit so hard she could come right there and then. God, I’d do it just for that look of pure pleasure on her face. It’s magnificent. Something to behold. Something special I can’t place, but I feel it deep down in my heart. I need this woman. Right now.

However, I don’t get the chance to make a move because Marcus just grabbed a bottle of lube and positioned himself behind her, squirting it all over her and himself. He parts her legs, grabbed his cock, and shoved it up her ass.

She mewls out loud, her head tipping back as he grips her hair. I do the only thing I can think of. I kiss her neck, toying with her nipples as he pounds her ass again and again. Her eyes connect with mine, desperation and need seeping through until I feel nothing but the desire to satisfy her every craving. So I keep kissing her over and over until she can barely breathe.

I watch him bring his fingers back to her pussy, flicking her clit as he fucks her in the ass.

“You’re so wet, Ava. Is it because you’re kissing him?” he whispers. “Or is it because I’m fucking your tight ass?”

“Yes,” she moans, and her admission only makes me harder. “Both.”

“I bet you’d like to come all over my hand, don’t you?”

His dirty talking even has me shivering as I kiss her lips.

“Oh, God, yes,” she says, shuddering.

“Daniel wants you too, Ava … He wants to fuck your pretty little mouth while I claim your ass …”

“Yes … both of you.”

“Both of us at the same time, fucking your holes until you can no longer stand,” he groans.

She gasps. “Yes.”

Fuck me.

I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder, but apparently, it could.

It’s about to burst out of my pants, so I throw all my restraint out the window and tear down my pants, allowing my cock to spring free from its constraints.

And good God … the way she looks down at it, blinking rapidly, licking the top of her lips … it makes me want to bend her over and fuck her next.

“See how hard he is for you? It’s all for you, Ava.”

“But Master …” She swallows, gazing at my length and then back up at my eyes. “Are you sure this is okay?”

“Ava … you both belong to me.” His eyes glint with thirst as he licks her skin like an animal. “Now … Bend over.”






Author Bio


Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.



Author Links

Giveaway

Read More

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Cover Reveal & Giveaway - Ultimate Sin by Clarissa Wild!




Title: Ultimate Sin
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance/Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Booming Covers
 Release Date: January 26, 2016



Blurb

Rule #1: Never disobey master’s commands.
Rule #2: Always strive to please your master.
Rule #3: Don’t ever kill your master.


Breaking the rules is the ultimate sin.

All I am is a servant. Rules like these keep me alive. They’re all I’ve ever known.
Until him.
My new master: Marcus Knight, the charismatic and ambitious leader of an underground empire.
A man with a history he vows to destroy.
With his newfound ownership over me, he seeks to atone for his crimes … and to satisfy his wicked needs.
With love, he shows me what it means to belong to him … and it makes me question everything.
I don’t know why he chose me, but it feels too good to be true.
And it is.


Because I’m going to break all the rules.






Pre-order Link







Excerpt

“You have no idea how much I’ve already sinned,” he whispers against my skin. “But I will claim what’s mine now.”

He proceeds to kiss my collarbone and neck, leaving delicious red marks everywhere, marking me as his. Finally, he stakes his claim. Finally, I can give something truly needed to my Master. And even though I barely know who he is, I know the very basic animalistic needs must always be met. And I am willing. Able. Needy for a Master who will make me feel like I’m in the right place: by his side, as an obedient servant.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, his tongue circling my nipple. “So innocent. So perfectly submissive. You’ll be my undoing.”

I don’t know what he means with that last word, and why he thinks I will be his undoing, but I will do my best to be whatever he desires … Because that’s my reason for existing in this world.

It’s why I want him to take me. Because it gives me a purpose. There is a meaning to my life if I can give it to another.

“Do you still believe I am mad at you?” he asks.

“No, Master.”

“Good, because I want to show you how much I need you, even though I don’t deserve you. I want you to know how important you are.”

He leaves a trail of kisses all the way down to my pussy until he reaches my clit, making me gasp.

“Your pleasure is just as important as mine,” he murmurs, licking me.

I mewl with excitement, unable to keep the sounds at bay as he kisses me there.

He nudges my legs apart and I comply willingly, overwhelmed by the sensations I’m feeling.

“Have you ever been licked before?” he asks.

“No, not as soft as you are doing it, Master.”

He circles my clit and expertly rolls around his tongue between my slit, making me quake on my feet.

“Hmm … so no one has ever made you come this way?”

“No, Master.”

He looks up at me from under his lashes, a hint of arousal in his eyes, and he whispers, “There’s a first for everything.”

“I am yours to do with what you please, Master,” I say, my whole body liquefying from the way he looks at me. Possessive. Greedy.

“This isn’t for me, Ava. This is for you. I want to make you feel good,” he murmurs, and he dives straight back in.

He … he wants to make me feel good?

Oh god. I’ve never heard that before. It brings tears to my eyes.

They quickly evaporate as he licks me more vehemently, teasing me with his tongue. Energy builds up as I struggle to breathe and stay standing, but his grip is firm as he holds me in place. I can feel the heat rising throughout my body, my nipples tightening from the tension that’s building inside me. I don’t recognize this feeling that I experience, the growing lust pooling between my legs.

“You taste so good …” He groans and shoves his tongue up my pussy, making me gasp for air. “Spread your legs.”






Author Bio


Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.



Author Links

Giveaway

Read More

Monday, November 2, 2015

Stalker Duology Bonus Scene!


Guess what? I wrote a bonus scene for Stalker! :) So if you want to read more about Phoenix and Vanessa, read on or click the download button below ;)



BONUS SCENE STALKER DUOLOGY


VANESSA


Weeks later


What a beautiful day to wreak havoc.
Marina and the Diamonds is playing on the radio as I drive towards the gas station, dancing to the music like a crazy girl. The little boy on the backseat is making strange eye contact, sending me weird vibes, but I ignore him. I’m singing along to the chorus, twirling my hair, finally happy that I can do whatever the fuck I want, whenever the fuck I want.
“Oh, we’re here!” I say, winking at the boy who then nods at me and continues to stare out the window.
I drive up to one of the gas pumps and get out of the car. Right when I turn around, a man comes running at me with a gun. I scream when I see it’s Phoenix. He has a ski mask on.
“Don’t you fucking move!” he yells.
The gun is pointed at my chest, and I quiver at the sight of it. Immediately, my hands go up, and I say, “Please, don’t hurt me!”
“Move!” he growls.
He jiggles the gun and I step aside. That’s when he enters the car.
“No!” I yell, but Phoenix has already closed the door on me.
“Fuck off! Now!” Phoenix yells, pointing the gun at me through the window. “Or do you want me to shoot you?”
“No, no, please, let him go!” I look at the little boy who seems terrified.
“Him? You mean this little man?” Phoenix grabs the boy by the arms and pushes the gun against his head. “Should I shoot him instead?”
“Please!” I beg.
“Leave us alone or I’ll fucking do it!” he screams at me.
I nod, thoughts running through my head, whispers of imminent death. I have to do something.
“Go!” Phoenix growls.
I do the only thing I can think of. I run.
It’s the coward thing to do, but I know that if I try to save the boy, Phoenix will shoot him … and perhaps me too. I can’t do this alone. I have to call for help.
Tears run down my cheeks as I rush into the store.
“Help!” I yell, looking for the clerk. “Please, someone help me!”
“What’s wrong?” A man walks out of the aisle. “Are you okay?”
“There’s a man in my car! And he’s got my boy!” I scream. I grab his coat. “Please, you have to do something. Help him.”
“What? Oh my god, that’s horrible.” He runs to the window to peer outside. Phoenix is still holding the gun to his head. “Oh Jesus Christ. I have to call 911.”
“No,” I say quickly. “You have to go help him now. He’ll shoot him if I’m here for too long. He’ll be dead before the police arrives.” Tears flow down my cheeks as I beg him. “Please. Help him.”
“All right.” He nods slowly, then takes a deep breath and walks back to his cash register, pulling out a huge shotgun from underneath. My eyes widen as I watch him lock and load. “This’ll do the trick.”
I walk after him, my heart beating in my throat as he rushes toward the car. “Oh God,” I murmur to myself as the man faces off with Phoenix.
“Stay the fuck away!” Phoenix yells at the man.
“Get out of the car,” the man says with a deep voice.
“Didn’t you fucking hear me? Leave or I’ll fucking shoot your brains out and his too,” Phoenix growls, pushing the gun against the boy’s head.
“Stop!” I scream, crying my eyes out.
“That’s it,” the man says, and he jerks the door open. He throws himself inside.
“Fucking hell.” Phoenix slams him on the head, pounding in on him. The man fights him with equal strength, punching him with everything he has. Somehow, the shotgun drops from the man’s hand, and Phoenix whacks him with his gun, knocking him out cold.
We exchange anxious looks.
Then Phoenix shoves the man out of his car, gets out too, and grabs the man’s shotgun. Then he points his gun at me. “Sit down.”
He nods at the seat he was just sitting in a second ago.
I nod and sit down as he pulls the car keys out and locks the door, trapping us inside. “Stay here,” he growls at me.
“What are you doing?” I yell as he walks away.
“Business.” He goes into the shop.
Stealing. That’s what he’s going to do. He’s going to rob the man of his money and make his way out.
When he comes back a few minutes later with another bag filled to the brim with money, he runs back to my car and I frantically search for a way to open the door, but to no avail. He unlocks it using the key and shoves me aside. “Move!”
I do what he says, sliding onto the other seat as he gets in and closes the door. He pulls the ski mask off his head and throws the bag filled with money onto the backseat. “Boy, you’d better not touch that.”
He hits the gas and turns the wheels, creating skid marks on the road as he races off.
Silence rules, calming my heart and mind.
After a few minutes, I glance at Phoenix. I see him glance back. Then a grin appears.
I laugh.
I burst out into full-on, uncontrollable laughter. And so does he.
“Fuck, that was good,” he says with a smirk.
“Holy fucking shit!” I say. “I can’t believe I actually did it. Was I good?” I flutter my eyelids at him, making him laugh.
“The best.”
“Are you sure they’ll believe it?”
“Princess, you know where the cameras were, and I’m pretty sure they all recorded your perfect show.”
His compliment makes me gloat.
He leans in and kisses me on the chick. “But you’re not the only great performer here. You should’ve seen your face.”
“I could swear some of those tears were real. You can really scare me sometimes, you know that?” I point at his gun. “Now get that thing out of my face please.”
“Nah, you’re just an awesome actress.” He winks, tucking the gun in his holster.
The boy in the back clears his throat, drawing our attention. We both look at him and then each other, with me rolling my eyes and Phoenix sighing.
We stop at a parking lot not far up ahead, turning our heads back at the little boy. “You did great too,” Phoenix says.
“That’s what I thought.” The boy crosses his arms.
Phoenix grabs the bag with money and takes out a fifty dollar bill. “Here.”
“Finally.” The boy greedily takes it and tucks it in his pocket, opening the door. “See y’all later.”
The boy closes the door and I turn my head toward Phoenix. “Later?”
Phoenix shrugs. “Maybe he’s under the impression we’ll do this again with him. Guess we’re not the only money-grubbing-whores here.”
“Well …” I mull it over. “It is fun.”
Phoenix picks up a few more bills and brings them to his nose, smelling them and then looking at me. “God, I fucking love you, you know?”
I grin from our evilness … and because I feel exactly the same way about him. “Let’s go.”


***


PHOENIX


Just because her accounts were frozen after the raid the police did on her house, doesn’t mean Vanessa and I won’t have access to money. It might not be as much as we used to have, but it’s enough. As long as I have my guns, I can steal my way through life. We can do anything we put our minds to, and it feels so fucking good.
No more obligations. No more people to mess with our lives.
Now there is only her and me. And this is the perfect way to celebrate.
She cringes as the needle is pushed into her skin, marking her permanently.
This is what she wanted to do after we robbed our first shop. She promised me she’d do it if we’d make it out alive, and we did, so … here we are. She said it’s her way of saying goodbye to her old life and welcoming the new and improved her.
The wretched, deceitful Vanessa. The violent Vanessa. My Princess.
No more faking that she’s nice. No more smiling without really meaning it. No more lies. Well, except if they lead to more money and fun.
I watch her as the man inks my claim over her into her skin.
I smile when I see the words finally written all around her wrist like a fucking engagement bracelet.

Phoenix’s Princess.

My name is edged into her very skin. Now everyone will know what I mean to her … and what she means to me.
“Perfect,” I say, grinning as the tattoo is completed. I grab her arm and lift it, taking a good look at her wrist. The glimmer in her eyes tells me she’s happy. That she wants to be needed. And I do fucking need her more than life itself. I should hate her for it, if it wasn’t for the fact that I love her so fucking much.
I’d kill for her … as a matter of fact, I already have.
I smirk when I see her smile. “Mine.”


***


VANESSA


We drive along a lonely road, enjoying the sunset, humming along to the music on the radio. I toy with the collar around my neck that signifies our undying love. Literally, he’d fucking shoot me if I ever tried to leave.
Not that I want to. There is only one man on this earth who can make me feel this special, this wanted, this good, and it’s him. I’d be a fool to let that go.
No, I learned my lesson a long time ago, and now I’m living the life with him. Until death do us part.
We’ll travel the world together. See what’s out there. Live the life we were always meant to live … even if it means going against the law. Lying. Cheating. Stealing. I’ll do it all. It’s what we do best.
“Wait,” I say, when we drive past a significant patch of grass.
“What?” he mumbles.
“Stop the car,” I say, pulling the wheel.
“Hey! Don’t fucking touch the wheel, Princess.” The car steers out of control, and he hits the breaks. We come to a stop right before the fence. “Jesus Christ, you could’ve killed us.”
“Whoops,” I say, not caring a lot, because I know he’ll always save us.
I open the door and take in a breath of fresh air.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
I close my eyes and open my arms, letting the sun hit my skin. “Don’t you remember this place?”
“I guess.”
I nod and sigh, then walk out into the field.
“Where are you going?” he asks, but I don’t answer. He’ll see.
He follows behind me as I walk through the grass, looking for a specific spot. When I find a small patch of grass on a mound, I go to my knees. Then I start to dig.
Phoenix’s shadow hovers over me as I uncover the treasure beneath the sand.
“What’s that?”
“This is where I buried something special to me.” I pull out a tiny, metallic box.
“Why?”
I blow the dust off the little box and open it slowly, pulling out the card lying on the bottom. “Because it’s precious and I wanted to keep it safe. My mother burned everything I tried to keep from my old life, so I hid this last one here.” I brush away a single tear that’s formed under my eye.
I turn my head and smile at him. “It’s a picture of you.”
He sinks to his knees on the ground next to me and touches the photograph as if it’s precious to him too, even though he’s never seen it before. I remember taking it when he was looking for insects and I was pretending to study. But I couldn’t help take a picture of him. Maybe I even knew back then that the moments would never last, and I couldn’t accept it. I had to memorialize it.
He hums. “I look so young here.”
“That’s because you were.” I snort.
“Back then I thought I would never be good enough for you.”
I look up at him. “But you are. You always were.”
He cups my chin and gazes deeply into my eyes. “In the back of my head I always knew I’d come back to claim you once and for all.”
“Promise me you’ll never let me go.”
“Never.” He leans in and presses a kiss onto my lips, sealing the deal. I feel like I’m floating when he kisses me, his ownership of my heart so subtle, and yet so clear.
“Forget about before. Forget about your old life,” he whispers against my lips. “Let’s make new memories together.”
“Yes.” It takes one breath, one simple kiss, for me to let it all go.
And so my fingers release the grip on the photograph, letting it fly away with the wind.
Far and far away until it’s nothing more but a distant memory.
Our life together has only just begun.




###


If you haven't read Killer & Stalker, order the Duology below:
Amazon | iBooks | Barnes&Noble | Kobo | Google Play

Blurb:

NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR Clarissa Wild brings you STALKER DUOLOGY, the complete boxed set containing both Killer & Stalker.

-- Now includes special never-before-released Bonus Scene! --


~ Killer

Some secrets are meant to stay hidden … 
Secrets could kill you. My husband is the prime example.
I’m a trophy wife. Someone’s prized possession, just there to be pretty. My dreams were pushed aside for his. Until one fateful night, one chance encounter, all his dirty secrets were exposed.
And then my supposed husband is killed.
I should be sad, but all I feel is anger. My husband is a lying, cheating bastard. And if that isn’t bad enough, I’m now the prime suspect for his murder.
Only his brother believes I'm innocent, and in his support, I find relief. However, I will find the real killer and bring him to justice ... before he tries to end my life too.

~ Stalker

Fuck me once, I'll fuck you twice … then I'll bury you. 
No prison can keep me from seeking revenge. Especially when it comes to her.
She, the woman who put me in jail.
I swore that I’d come for her, to claim what belongs to me: Her life.
I’m not a good man. On the contrary, I love to be bad. It’s in my veins. Just like it’s in my veins to ruin her.
She’s an actress, pretending to be a saint, but we both know that isn’t true. One way or another, she’ll pay for what she did.
I will hunt for her. Make her fear me. Make her body mine.
Bad deeds never go unpunished … And I always go out with a bang.


WARNING: Contains graphic violence, alcohol, drugs & other disturbing content some readers may find offensive. 

No Cliffhanger. Complete at 120000 words.


Limited Time Giveaway:


Stalk me:
Read More

Release Blitz & Giveaway - Stalker Duology + Secret Bonus Scene!




Title: Stalker Duology
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
 Release Date: November 2, 2015



Blurb

NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR Clarissa Wild brings you STALKER DUOLOGY, the complete boxed set containing both Killer & Stalker.

- Now includes special never-released-before bonus scene! -

~ Killer

Some secrets are meant to stay hidden …
Secrets could kill you. My husband is the prime example.
I’m a trophy wife. Someone’s prized possession, just there to be pretty. My dreams were pushed aside for his. Until one fateful night, one chance encounter, all his dirty secrets were exposed.
And then my supposed husband is killed.
I should be sad, but all I feel is anger. My husband is a lying, cheating bastard. And if that isn’t bad enough, I’m now the prime suspect for his murder.
Only his brother believes I'm innocent, and in his support, I find relief. However, I will find the real killer and bring him to justice ... before he tries to end my life too.

~ Stalker

Fuck me once, I'll fuck you twice … then I'll bury you.
No prison can keep me from seeking revenge. Especially when it comes to her.
She, the woman who put me in jail.
I swore that I’d come for her, to claim what belongs to me: Her life.
I’m not a good man. On the contrary, I love to be bad. It’s in my veins. Just like it’s in my veins to ruin her.
She’s an actress, pretending to be a saint, but we both know that isn’t true. One way or another, she’ll pay for what she did.
I will hunt for her. Make her fear me. Make her body mine.
Bad deeds never go unpunished … And I always go out with a bang.


WARNING: Contains graphic violence, alcohol, drugs & other disturbing content some readers may find offensive.

No Cliffhanger. Complete at 118000 words.









Purchase Links






Excerpt

“Are you going to be a good girl?”

“Yes.”

“Do you still think I’m nice?”

She swallows and thinks about her answer for a second. “Only when you want to be.”

“Exactly. And you don’t get to decide anything. You don’t get to manipulate me. I won’t allow it, so don’t try it ever again.” I grip her ass so tight that she squirms and my fingers mark her skin red.

Her face glows as I lean in to take a whiff of her scent. Her face is much cleaner than before, and all the make-up has rinsed off. She looks pure … less tainted than hours before. Every passing second her shifting behavior affects me. Changes me. It forces me to look at her in more ways than just the one consumed by hatred.

With the water cascading down her beautiful body, puckered nipples, and pink lips, I get the sudden urge to take what belongs to me.

So, I do. I kiss her, pressing my lips softly onto hers, marking her as mine. She doesn’t fight, doesn’t even flinch as I kiss her gently, my tongue dipping out to lick her sweet, icy-cold lips. I let my tongue roam free across her mouth and push inside, forcing her to open up and let me in. She doesn’t resist; instead, her tongue finds mine, and her lips cling to me. The cold doesn’t suppress the warmth flowing to my cock, which grows thicker every second. All I can think of is kissing her, fucking her every fucking second of the day …, and then ruining her for life.

I step into the shower with her, increasing the temperature further until it’s warm enough to heat up her body. She’s still shivering, as I press her firmly into my warm body. She makes herself small to fit between my arms, as if I’m a radiator she’s cuddling up to. How cute. I just want to fuck her with my tongue.

Her taste is exhilarating, and I can’t fucking get enough of tasting her, her mouth latching onto mine with equal wantonness. Her body is quickly regaining its normal temperature, and her natural flush reappears on her face, although I’m not exactly sure if that’s because of the shower or because I’m grabbing her ass and pushing her body against mine.

The urge to turn her around and bend her over gets bigger and bigger as she pants into my mouth, desperate for air … desperate for more kisses. I let my hands roam free over her body, cupping her tit and giving it a nice squeeze. My mouth silences her first moan, as I taste her willingness to finally submit. And, oh … how I will make her submit.






Author Bio

Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.



Author Links

Giveaway

Read More

© 2013 Clarissa Wild's Blog, AllRightsReserved.